What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

Immediately afterwards, four towering walls of fire, several meters high and entirely formed from dark red magma and scorching earth energy, shot into the sky from the magma river with a deafening roar.

These four walls of fire intertwine and connect, like a giant, inverted cage of flames.

It completely sealed me, along with this small piece of igneous rock, inside.

Along with the wall of fire, several magma fire tornadoes formed by the extreme heat distorting the air also appeared.

They roamed freely along the edge of the igneous rock, emitting a chilling howl, as if they might pounce on me at any moment and tear me to pieces.

Once the formation was complete, the temperature within this small space instantly soared to a terrifying critical point.

Even though the evil pill within my body continuously provides me with protective evil energy, I can still clearly feel at this moment:

A wave of heat, hot enough to instantly scorch a person, was penetrating the protective aura and frantically roasting my skin.

The dark waterproof jacket I was wearing already had several holes burned in it during the fight.

At this moment, under the intense heat of this formidable formation, the hem of my clothes began to scorch and curl rapidly.

A pungent smell of burning fabric began to fill the air.

At this moment, Shi Cuishan, who was standing on high ground, did not immediately activate the formation to kill me.

Through the thick curtain of fire that distorted his vision, he looked at me struggling to survive in the flames and spoke in a tone of charity.

"Young man, to be honest, I quite admire you."

Both in terms of courage and methods, he is among the best of the younger generation.

Shi Cuishan's eyes revealed an arrogant confidence that he had me completely under his thumb: "How about we make a deal?"

I didn't speak, but gripped the black knife tightly in my hand and stared coldly at the blurry figure outside the curtain of fire.

Shi Cuishan seemed unconcerned by my silence and continued speaking to himself:

"Just answer one question for me truthfully."

Tell me, have the two keys that Qiu Feng has fallen into the hands of the Jiangcheng Folk Customs Bureau?

"If you just nod and give me a definite answer, I'll give you a chance to be reincarnated today, how about it?"

The opportunity for reincarnation.

Upon hearing this, I couldn't help but let out a cold laugh.

This is the ruthless style that the guardian of the tripod has always maintained.

The so-called "lenient treatment" he offered was not a way to save my life.

Instead, he promised not to use those vicious secret techniques to scatter my three souls and seven spirits after killing me.

This gives me another chance to queue up for reincarnation in the underworld.

Perhaps this is indeed a blessing for them.

Although it sounded ridiculous, the amount of information revealed in Shi Cuishan's words sent a chill down my spine.

The complexity of the treasure vault matter has probably far exceeded what Lu Yan and I had anticipated.

Originally, when I was following the clue of the military tally, I always thought that the only force secretly plotting to obtain that so-called treasure vault was Qiu Feng, the traitor of Old Man Huo.

And the Qi family, which is deeply hidden in Jiangcheng.

Lu Yan's plan was also to use the captured military tally and prisoners as bait to set a trap for the Qi family.

But now the situation has completely changed.

Shi Cuishan, who was the guardian of the cauldron and whose status among the guardians was probably not low, actually spoke of the two keys so easily in this desolate underground fire vein.

And they directly asked me if I was at the Jiangcheng Folk Customs Bureau.

What does this tell us?

This shows that the person guarding the tripod was fully aware of everything that happened in Jiangcheng.

They not only knew that Old Man Huo was dead, but also that Qiu Feng had obtained the key.

They even guessed that I had gotten involved in the matter and might have handed things over to the authorities.

Faced with this situation, my brain quickly eliminated all the impossibilities and finally came to two chilling conclusions.

The first possibility is that the Qi family, a powerful local family in Jiangcheng, had already reached some kind of shady cooperation agreement with the Shou Ding Ren, a huge underground organization.

Qi Jia contributed money and worldly resources.

The guardians of the cauldron used their skills and secret techniques to plot against the treasure vault.

The second possibility is that the situation is even worse than the first.

That is, the guardian of the cauldron is actually the mastermind behind all of this!

The Qi family, which seemed to wield immense power in Jiangcheng and was deeply hidden, was nothing more than a white glove placed in the open by the guardian of the tripod, a pawn that could be discarded at any time!

If it's the second scenario, then the scheme that Lu Yan and the others planned to use against the Qi family might turn into a huge trap.

Moreover, his words cast a huge question mark over whether the current deadly predicament targeting me stemmed from old grudges.

After all, the true purpose of some things is often hidden in a casual remark.

I took a deep breath of the hot, murky air, suppressing the shock in my heart and calming my mind.

Right now is not the time to think about these things.

Today, Shi Cuishan dared to ask me directly about such a sensitive matter involving the core secrets of multiple forces, right in front of me.

This in itself illustrates a very fatal problem.

That is, he was certain that I would not be able to leave this underground fire vein today, no matter what.

Because in the code of conduct of these people, only the dead are the best at keeping secrets.

Even if the dead know a lot, it won't affect the overall situation.

I slowly raised my right hand and held the jet-black sword, which exuded a strong aura of bloodlust, horizontally in front of my chest.

The blade reflected the flickering flames around it, yet it couldn't reflect even the slightest bit of light.

"Old Shi, you've certainly got a shrewd plan."

Through the curtain of fire, I looked at the blurry outline of Shi Cuishan, my tone so calm that even I found it somewhat unbelievable:

"However, aren't you mistaken about something?"

At that moment, the evil core within my body stopped its gentle operation and began to accelerate wildly.

A surge of jade-colored malevolent energy, colder and more violent than before, erupted from my limbs and bones, forcefully pushing back the approaching flames by half a foot.

"I, Chen Yang, have never believed in reincarnation."

I only trust the knife in my hand.

Upon hearing this, Shi Cuishan, who was standing at the entrance of the mine tunnel on a high place, let out a long sigh.

The sigh echoed through the empty underground cavern, sounding somewhat regretful.

But his eyes instantly turned icy cold, revealing a ruthless determination to achieve his goal.

"Since you young man refuse to listen to reason and are eager to die, then this old man will grant your wish today."

As soon as Shi Cuishan finished speaking, he suddenly swung his hands forward from behind his back, and his ten fingers quickly formed several complex hand seals in mid-air.